CH 223
The Return of The Lord God
âOh, my dear Mitchell.â Borg laughed on the other end of the line, âSince you realise the situation you are in, the solution is much easier. For the time being, in response to the many negative stories about you that have recently broken on the internet and for the sake of the companyâs image, the higher-ups have decided to suspend you from all announcements and performances.â
Bai Lixin frowned slightly, âWithdrawal?â
âIf you have to interpret it that way, itâs fine. I am making this call not to discuss it with you, but to inform you. Now that you know, Iâll hang up. â Borg hung up the phone after saying that.
Bai Lixin hung up the phone, his brow furrowed in contemplation.
He had been too relaxed in this worldâ¦â¦
Since learning that the god of love had been imprisoned and that there was no false sub god, his heart, which had been tense for a long time, had slowly begun to relax.
The first thing he saw in this world was Dijia, and everything went as smoothly as if the heavens were paving the way for him.
No false gods, no pressure, just a world where the plot was out of shape. He was so immersed in romance that he couldnât help himself; he was so conceited that he thought he could easily turn this world upside down with the snap of his fingers. He never thought that he would fall here.
He was now like a candidate who had answered more than enough questions for the entrance exam but had tripped over the traps in the junior high school questions.
Deep down, he always had a feeling that this world had changed long before he arrived, and that there was someone in the shadows who must be slowly manipulating the course of events.
In his memories of the world, Borg had only used money and power to bully others into giving him songs, and that was as far as he could go. Things like killing had never occurred to him, so it had never occurred to Bai Lixin that Mr Yayaxi would be harmed like that.
But now Borg was so bold as to kill with impunity! What was the truth behind Mr. Yayaxiâs tragic death that led to his demise? Who was the man hiding behind them? Was it the eldest son of the Yakel family? Or was it someone else?
Hallyvetteâs phone rang, and he glanced at Bai Lixin, who was deep in thought and silently walked out.
There was silence in the large study.
The door completely isolated Hallyvetteâs voice, and the only sound around was Bai Lixinâs breathing.
He rubbed his head anxiously and pounded the desk twice; if he hadnât been so careless, Mr. Yayaxi might not have died.
[S419M], Bai Lixin called out in his mind, [Why did Mr. Yayaxi die? You should at least know this, right?]
[Lord Host, Mr. Yayaxi called and threatened Borg and Jonas after you were attacked by the netizens].
[What was the content of the threat?] Bai Lixin was stunned as he hurriedly asked.
It was then that S419M told Bai Lixin everything about Mia and what Yayaxi had on them in detail. Bai Lixinâs expression drifted off and his teeth clenched. He should have thought he might use this as a means to an end when S419M had mentioned Jonasâs use of psychotropic stimulants earlier. But he had been so comfortable at the time that he had simply swept the matter under the rug.
Jesus, what the hell had he been doing for the last three months? The plot kept going off the rails, and instead of stepping in to correct it, he locked himself away in a relatively enclosed space, smugly writing songs and flirting with Dijia.
Hallyvette walked back from the phone call and looked at Bai Lixin. âBaby, Father wants us to go back to the Lambert family home.â
Bai Lixinâs eyebrows jumped, and he asked, âWhatâs wrong? Why do we have to go back at this time? â
Hallyvette sighed lightly and rubbed Bai Lixinâs hair, âBaby, donât get too nervous. There is nothing wrong with the Lambert family home; itâs just that we havenât been home for a long time and Father misses us a little. â
Bai Lixin breathed a soft sigh of relief. It had indeed been nearly two months since he had been back to the Lambert family home. He nodded, âOkay, when will we go back?â
âTonight, I promised my father.â
âOkay.â
In the middle of the Lambert family home, Master Lambert was sitting on the sofa looking at the newspaper as he waited for them. He had a pair of round spectacles on his face, and when he saw the two men enter, he said, with a kind smile on his face, âMy dear Mitchell, itâs been a long time. Come on over and let me see if our Mitchell has put on any weight in the last two months.â
Bai Lixin walked over to Master Lambertâs side with a faint smile.
Whether Bai Lixin admitted it or not, there was hardly a world where he didnât have an inexplicable soft spot for older people. He couldnât help but smile at Master Lambertâs kind smile. It reminded him so much of his parents that he wanted to be near him.
As he sat down close to Master Lambert, he saw him lean in and grab his hand, sighing, âMitchell, why have you lost weight?â
Bai Lixin laughed, âI have not lost weight, it is father who has gained weight.â
Master Lambert: ââ¦â
Master Lambert paused, and his face, which had been smiling, suddenly became serious. âMitchell, donât work for the music company anymore.â
Bai Lixin froze slightly and exchanged a glance with Hallyvette before looking at Master Lambert as if confused, âWhat is it, Father?â
With a glare in his eyes, Master Lambert pulled a letter out of the newspaper and threw it on the table. âLook at this. You are being watched, Mitchell.â
Bai Lixin looked at the contents of the envelope and frowned slightly as Hallyvette picked it up a step ahead of him.
Hallyvette stood and opened the envelope, and before he could unfold the letter, a razor blade slid out of it. Hallyvetteâs face darkened, and a black fog covered his eyes.
Bai Lixin jerked the letter from Hallyvetteâs hands and read it for a few moments.
There was nothing of substance in it, just accusations of robbing Jonas of his resources and a bunch of curses to warn him.
After reading the letter, Bai Lixin asked Master Lambert, âFather, where did you get this letter?â
âFrom where? It was enclosed in this morningâs paper! â Master Lambert grunted and flung the paper onto the table. âMitchell, you originally wanted to go out into society, and I let you go out and have a bit of fun because you are young. But under these circumstances, I will never let you go out to work again! Donât even think about it! Whatâs all this about: Arenât you just singing? How come youâre being watched? â
Bai Lixinâs mind was blown. Found in todayâs paper? Had his relationship with Hallyvette been exposed? The letter had not been sent to the music company but had been received directly at the Lambert family home. But if someone really wanted to blackmail him, why didnât they sent the letter to his and Hallyvetteâs residence?
No, it wasnât just a threat, but someone didnât want him to go to the music company anymore!
If it had been sent to Hallyvetteâs home, he would have ignored it, and Hallyvette would have found out who it was and retaliated. But if it was sent to Master Lambert, he would become so worried that he would order him to stop working.
But who didnât want him at the company? Was it Jonas and Borg?
This thought was shot down as soon as it arose; Borg had already given him notice to not go back. He did not need to send this letter. But if not them, who else could it be? â
âIn short, from today on, you two will stay in the family home until I have investigated who is behind this and made sure Mitchell is not in danger before letting you leave. Hallyvette can go out, but you, Mitchell, are confined to the Lambert family home and are not to go anywhere until the danger is removed! âMaster Lambert was frantic and gave Bai Lixin a straightforward grounding order.
Bai Lixin was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he let out a bitter smile, âBut father, all my things are still at our house.â
âWhat donât you have here for your usual necessities? If you want something, you can tell the butler to go and buy it. Donât give me any more excuses. I am forced to do this. You are my family and I donât want anything to happen to you.â Master Lambert gave Bai Lixin a deep look and sighed, âMitchell, please be understanding of an old father trying to protect his family.â
Master Lambertâs words were sincere, but somehow a subtle thought flashed through Bai Lixinâs mind.
The thought came, and before he could catch the tail end of it, it flew away without a trace. If this was a mere coincidence, then it had been done with a little too much care. But what if it was not a coincidence? If he is imprisoned in a place where the plot of this world started, it will continue according to the original timeline because he as an obstacle would be absent.
Mr. Yayaxi was a minor character, and his accident had no impact. No one would investigate him.
With him shelved by the company and being grounded, what difference would he have from Mitchell of the previous world plot?
The original song contest would go on, and it would follow the previous story, with Haizi winning the title, making a name for himself and attracting the eldest Yakelâs attention.
Mitchell didnât enter the original song contest in the previous world plot either. After being sold to the Lambert family, he stayed in the Lambert family home until his death.
âTill deathâ¦â Bai Lixinâs body suddenly trembled as a terrible thought struck him.
He had been unable to figure out what good it would do for him to be âimprisonedâ, but if he made a small assumption, so many things made sense!
Assuming that the figure in the shadows was a false god, he was calculated to be placed under house arrest in the Lambert family, so that the plot, which had begun to change, would revert to its original path.
The main purpose of the false godâs moves was not to change the plot but to weed out who has been searching for the soul fragments of the Lord God.
Judging from the things that had been done against him, it was very likely that the false god had already locked onto him.
If the person behind it was the false god, then he wouldnât leave it at imprisonment! He would definitely find a way to kill him!